She couldn't help thinking he seemed born with fragrance. And this fragrance was unique to him.

It was as if it had penetrated his bones, making him smell good all the time.

When he spoke, his hot breath sprayed on her ear.

Raegan couldn't help but be reminded of what they had done on the hospital bed before. Her face flushed, and her earlobes felt hot.

Embarrassed, she couldn't help asking, "Can you move away a little?"

The bed was so big that it could accommodate even four people. But as soon as Mitchel lay beside Raegan, she felt it was smaller than a baby's bed.

"No," Mitchel refused without hesitation.

Raegan was rendered speechless.

She wanted to push him away. But she reminded herself to put up with him because they needed to discuss something.

“Mitchel, tomorrow I want to..."

"I'll go with you to visit your grandma," Mitchel interrupted as if he already knew what she wanted to say.

Raegan was stunned for a moment. How did he know what she wanted to say? Had he become a mind reader recently?

Indeed, she wanted to visit her grandmother's grave because tomorrow would be the seventh day of her grandma's death.

But he actually wanted to go with her.

At this moment, there was silence between them.

Then Mitchel suddenly spoke.

“It is my fault not to see your grandma.

I didn't expect her to die so soon. Otherwise, I would have returned immediately."

Raegan was stunned again. She didn't expect him to apologize.

But she didn't feel anything this time. Instead, she once again understood what it meant to be disappointed.